Rusty Old John Deere

from by Nathaniel Krikke

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lyrics

I grew up in a land of gold that the winter changed to white
Where all you had was yours to hold; there was no need to fight
When you drove down the old highway to that little rascal's town
You'd always give a farmer's wave to everyone around.

It's hard to explain that way of life, some folks don't understand
It's a freedom that I've known and loved - wandering the open land
I've been living in the city for a while with the stores and fancy lights
But I'll be damned if I ever leave the country for the rest of my life.

Refrain
Not in the name of progress, not in the name of law
Not in the name of the 21st century will you take my freedom away.

My fondest memories are on the seat of a rusty old John Deere
Sitting upon my father's lap and trying my best to steer
That old John Deere has seen its days, my grandpa bought it used
And it's looking like she'll be a-workin' like a horse for another generation too.

I want my children to grow up right and learn to work the land
No they won't be the type who expect things to fall into their hands
They'll learn to have fun with nothing but mud and they'll get a scrape or three
And I hope they don't care if they're rich or poor; I'll raise em to be free.

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from Direction Home, track released April 1, 2016

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